Wazobia Land

WAZOBIA LAND Choicelessly I appear On a tinctured lopsided land A land with the best brains But with the least development A land flowing with milk and honey But her sons and daughters are kwashiokored A land favoured by nature But cursed by greed A land beautifully painted with diversity But cursed by bigotry and sectionism A land that has bidden equity and justice farewell A land where sanity is sane A land where cabalism rules But democracy is portrayed A land where we have the rule of men And not the rule of law A land where the gavel-holders are big-pocketed men And not the judge A land where “khakimen” oppress And not defend A land that has square pegs in its round holes A land I wish I had a choice before coming into. YEMI AFO